Thoughts on a book

I was so excited to read this book.

Poetry, giving it another shot.
Knowing the author... a little bit.
Thinking that there were more similarities than differences.

Alas, I did find 2 poems that I could relate to.

One because it describes my reality, location, home.

The other because it makes me chew and nod, chew and nod.

From the book photographed.

From 2009 January

Coloring Book

This generation draws the lines.

This generation draws inside the lines.

This generation draws outside the lines.

This generation gets rid of the lines.

This generation cries "wee wee wee" all the way home.

Then the kids of the "wee wee wee" generation draw the
lines.

And then their kids draw inside the lines.

And then the next generation draws outside the lines.

Then the next generation gets rid of the line.

And the next generation cries "wee wee wee" all the way
home.

I think I know which generation I am but I'm hoping, I am praying, that my children are not the generation that makes them.

I like to think that our family is taking multiple generations to get though some of those steps.

Things to ponder. Wonders to wonder.